Flona's face was a little ugly at the moment, but in Birmingham's eyes, it was just an angry and resentful expression, as for why a self-proclaimed aristocratic Frona's face at the moment was as good as those abandoned women, the reason could be traced back to the sweet voice of the sister. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Birmingham has never seen a person so fast, even Tina is willing to bow down, just when this sister just spoke, Flora didn't even have a chance to lift her legs, and was directly pounced on by a suspicious figure.

At that moment, Birmingham thought that he could be a sword saint Simmel himself, but after seeing the figure of Frona, Birmingham and the others were a little crying and laughing, just because Frona was not a sword saint with high martial arts, but a little girl with a pink double ponytail, this little girl was wearing a popular lotus dress, and layers of white lace held up the hem of her skirt high。

"I think we should help Flona. In Xiao Aili's vicious eyes, Birmingham looked at Frona who was thrown to the ground indifferently, and said righteously, without the consciousness of peeking at the other party's absolute realm just now.

Little Ellie snorted in her small nose, not staring at Birmingham viciously, but focusing on Frona and this mysterious little girl, this little girl seemed to be very dependent on Flona, after pounced on Flona, she had no intention of getting up again, a pink and tender little face greeted Flona's gloomy face that could drip water, rubbing left and right, completely ignoring Flona's cloudy face, and the slender hands didn't know where the strength came from, and forcibly hugged Flona's waist, Tina saw that several times when Frona was about to force herself to get up, she was pressed down by the little girl's two arms, of course, there is a pair of two legs coiled on the lower half of Flona's body, completely extinguishing Frona's hope of turning over.

Seeing this girl's skillful movements, and looking at Frona's loveless eyes at the moment, I just feel that this plot should have been staged several times.

"Good waist strength, if this is given to me like this, I will definitely not be able to stand it. The female man's sword spirit finally showed his undisciplined level, hanging on Birmingham's waist and grinning, but with a salty and wet tone.

"It's just you, people don't want to die, I think I'm more suitable. Although Birmingham tried his best not to admit that he and the female sword actually had a lot in common, the action at the moment matched this sword surprisingly.

"Hehe, let's wipe the shoe prints off your face first. Xiao Aili's red shoe print has become the capital of the female man to ridicule her master.

"It's the style, and besides, I see that this girl's dress is very popular, maybe I'll be fascinated by my shoe print. ”

"Pop, I admit it. The female man, Sword Spirit, rarely agreed with her master's point of view.

Hearing Sword Spirit's words, Birmingham seemed to have found a soulmate, "You think so too?"

"Naturally, Flori, it's awesome, especially the white pantyhose, it's amazing?" Tina didn't know how to hear the proud tone from the mouth of a long sword, but if she didn't stop it, the book might have rushed in the direction of the water.

Tina, who noticed that the conversation between the two was too long-winded, finally couldn't help coughing and stopped the dialogue between the two without nutrition, of course, as for whether there is nutrition or not, it is not Birmingham who has the final say, but she has the final say.

The voice of the female knight Tina made the little girl stop the movements of her subordinates, as for you asking her what movements her subordinates had, nonsense, a pair of hands were about to reach into the inner lining of Flona, the little girl raised her head in displeasure, her eyes swept over Birmingham and others, and only then did she realize that there were still living people around in her blurred eyes.

Frona glanced at Tina gratefully, and after getting out of the clutches, Frona straightened her messy clothes a little angrily, and then said to the little girl seriously: "Lord Simmel, how many times have you said that you are older than me, it stands to reason that I should call you sister, and please don't pounce at every turn, your sword master's strength is not used in this place." ”

The little girl pursed her mouth dissatisfiedly: "Then you can call me my sister, but I have never called me like this, and I just used a little bit of my own strength, strictly speaking, I don't count the strength of the Sword Saint, besides, my sister is big, and the body of Little Frona is fragrant, and people can't help it." Although he changed his words under Frona's fierce eyes, the delicate voice still made the listener's bones weak, of course, Birmingham would never admit that he was a little weak because he heard that this little girl was the Sword Saint Simmel.

"Lord Simmel, do you know what kind of crime it is to lure the concubine of a great nobleman into your territory without authorization?"

"How can it be a temptation, I just used a little illusion, there is no serious sin, I think His Majesty will be considerate of me. The little girl replied with a big grin, and it seemed that she did not care about this His Majesty the King, or this Betley Empire.

Seeing Simmel's reaction, Verona sighed faintly, it is precisely because of this that His Majesty the King is so jealous and hateful to the old nobles, holding nearly half of the country's resources, but never contributing a trace, just like a pixiu, never going in and out, such an old nobleman stimulates the young King Majesty None of them have a good feeling, the feeling of being in the throat has troubled His Majesty for a long time, and it is not difficult to imagine His Majesty's actions now.

"By the way, sister, little Frona, are you also here to attend His Majesty's tea party, what a coincidence, so am I. The dignified Continental Sword Saint asked himself so innocently that Frona was speechless for a while.

"Hey, it's a pity that my stupid apprentice doesn't do things pretty, but now it's good, a good tea party can only be spent alone in the prison. The little girl muttered and blamed herself for not being an apprentice, but in Flona's eyes, it was a naked dissatisfaction with His Majesty.

"Simmel Great,"

"By the way, is there anything good that little Frona went to the town this time?" The little girl who interrupted Flona unconsciously looked at Birmingham and the others with curiosity, and when the little girl's porcelain doll's small face was different, this little girl had a pair of eyes that were extremely eye-catching, and these eyes even overshadowed the immaturity and weakness of this girl.

Strictly speaking, this little girl's eyes can't even be called eyes, because her pupils seem ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the black pupils that make up the pair of black pupils are a thin sword, the waves are flowing, and within the deep pupils, there is a discord and a sword shadow, just one glance, Birmingham felt that the skin on his body seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp blades, and the long sword on his waist also rarely closed his mouth, and a faint light came from the sword, yes, Birmingham's stinging feeling suddenly lightened。